The Struggle of Being Biracial in America

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The other day I posted on Facebook that I was going to share how difficult life was growing up biracial. But I kept wanting to talk about growing up in foster care. After many suggestions for me to watch the movie “Loving,” I decided to take the plunge. Even though I didn’t get a chance to finish watching it, I was able to get clear and separate the two issues.

There are many questions I have had down through the years, but was not able to ask my mother because she had passed away. I have been able to gather some information based on my aunt’s knowledge, research and life experiences.

I Never Understood Why My Mother Put Me in Foster Care.

After watching this movie. I now understand why! I could see my parents going through the same pressure this couple went through. I actually felt the pain they went through back then and why we were put out on the streets on that dead cold winter day.

My mother had no choice due to the pressure that came with being in a biracial marriage and it not being accepted at that time.

She couldn’t stay with my father because she was not accepted there and she couldn’t go home to the South with her family due to fear that the KKK would kill us or her immediate family. Her mother told her ” If you bring that child down here they might kill all of us.”

This left my mother with few options especially since she had no job and babies to take care of. Today I am very grateful for the movie Loving because it brought all the pieces of my life together as to why my mother left us with someone else.

And I am grateful for my mother who loved us enough to find a black family that loved us unconditionally for almost 12 years.

If she was still here I would give her the biggest hug ever, tell her I now understand she did not reject me on purpose and why she had to leave me.